"Oh, fuck no!" Jo laughs, thought it has a breathy quality. She's been picking up log-sized twigs and running them to the front of the stone for a good distance now and she's been working hard for days. This is enough to leave her with some burn and enough sweat to fill a thimble. "You... you met Ivaera, for example? Whole other can of worms. She's not human, she's got pointy ears... sort of like you," she chuckles, feeling faintly embarrassed that she can't not notice them. "She and her big dog come from somewhere where magic's this big thing. Spells and shit, monsters boiling up... up..." she falters, then decides to skip that topic entirely. "The kids, too, I don't know if you noticed, but some of the ones that are half my size, higher voices, little shits? They have all sorts of magic."

She pauses to catch her breath. "That's not normal where I come from, or where Evan comes from. He and me... we're... we're almost from the same place. He's from... I don't know, he's from about fifteen or twenty years in the future and a few hundred clicks north of where I lived, but his place... I guess everything stayed sort of normal where he lived."

Another topic she doesn't want to compare between. Jo grimaces and runs back to catch another twig, wondering how everything in her life has managed to become a minefield. "So I guess you're just from the far end of thee bell curve. There's a few people from Earth, but most of them are sort of like humans but not, and most of them are from far out. Other planets, I guess."